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Mar 2016
Mistakes were made
Mine were many
Compared  to them
You made hardly any.
Ive seen what ive done
And it wasnt right.
The best of intentions
Yet always we fight.
I am coming back
And i want it to show    
But ive realised its not              
Something you want to know  
So this weekend it dawned
Plain as can be
Nothing is there
You no longer love me
The messages stopped
Not even a peep
But i promise im glad
You got some deserved "sleep"
Yet your sunday was busy
Of this i am sure
With calls and messages
Family and more.
Youve said for months
That you aint got the time
And for me to move on
Cos for you its fine
Distractions are there
Banter a plenty
While i sat here
Reply box still empty
Ive asked you on many an occasion
If you want a block on all our communication.
Yet thats when you peak
Ill get a message or two
Then its back to the usual
Waiting on you
I offer my help
Which you gladly accept
Yet after its given
You treat with contempt
Not a call or a text
Or a message so short
Hey sorry alain about tomorrow
Well ive had to abort
Yet youll tell me again
You have no time for me
And i need to move on
Plenty fish in the sea
Ive gathered by now
That no matter what
Ill never get you back
I wont get my shot
But ill always improve
And fix whats been broke
Even when it threatens
To go up in smoke
Youll see i was right
That we're meant to be      
So you can have what you want
An incognito me.
You wont reply to this
And ill doubt this far youll read
Like a knife in my heart
But it just wont bleed.
But as the saying goes
If you love something set it free
Ill just hope and pray
You come back to me
But im not going to sit back
Moping and waiting
While your back on the bike
Flirting and dating
Ill always be yours
But how long will i wait
Im giving it up
Leaving it up to fate
Written by
Alain Joseph Hammond  United kingdom
(United kingdom)   
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